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Chapter 21

Carlos POV:

Steph drug me through the airport, her fingers tightly locked with mine. I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face.

"Excited are we, Babe?" I asked her as she bounced on the balls of her feet as we waited for our duffel bags. She smiled up at me.

"Of course, I am," she scoffed. "Why wouldn't I be? I'm in the middle of a gorgeous country with my new husband, where we'll be at a resort for the next three weeks in our own private villa where I will fuck him on every surface."

I growled and pulled her to my front. "Mi Esposa has such good ideas," I growled. She smiled up at me. I leaned down to kiss her, and she purred.

I released her just in time to see our luggage. Snatching it up, I took her hand and walked briskly towards the doors to get to the car rental building. "Lit a fire under your ass, didn't I?" she laughed.

After we claimed an SUV, we drove to the resort that was about thirty minutes from the airport. Pulling in, Steph and I went inside and were greeted by the concierge. I pulled Steph to my side as we checked in. We wouldn't be able to drive the SUV back to the villa; instead, we would be driving a golf cart and the last one they had available was pink. Me, being the wonderful husband that I am, wasn't going to make Steph walk the mile to our villa. Instead, I buried my pride and got in the cart.

Steph pulled out her phone, and I heard the click of the camera and a giggle.

"Babe."

"What? You look good." She smiled; I sent her a glare.

"The pink really flatters your skin tone and brings out the sparkle in your eyes." She grinned, batting her eyelashes at me.

I shook my head. "Do you really want to bait a tiger right now, Babe?"

"That depends, Tiger...what're gonna do about it?" she purred, her eyes coming alive.

"Get in the car and find out!" I growled. She sent me a saucy grin before sliding in.

Arriving at the villa, I parked the cart and grabbed both our bags. Steph unlocked the door, and I tossed our bags down in the entryway. I picked her up, her legs going around my waist. I shut the door and pushed Steph up against it, claiming her lips in a bruising kiss.

She divested me of my shirt, yanking it over my head. My hands ripped her tank top off. I only released her so we could get our shorts off. Then she was back in my arms, fingers buried in my hair, legs tight around my waist, back arched, and eyes closed.

My lips roamed over her neck, leaving red marks and teeth imprints in her pale skin. I felt, and heard, the moan vibrate in her chest. My hands grabbed her hips, positioning her, before letting her sink down on me.

She gasped. "Carlos," she moaned.

She arched her back, rocking against me as I started my slow deep thrust. She dug her heels into my back, urging me to go faster. Her nails dug into my shoulders, her teeth finding my neck.

"God! You feel so fucking good," I growled.

She moaned. "Harder!"

Grabbing her ass to keep her still, I pounded into her. Steph moaned in satisfaction, arching farther into me. I felt her spasm around me, taking me deeper into her as she came, launching my own orgasm.

I wrapped my arms around her and stumbled to the couch. Steph sprawled out across me. She sighed softly, smiling up at me. I kissed her forehead, grinning.

"Barely got in the door and you're already fucking me." She laughed.

"You offered no resistance," I told her with a wolf grin. My hands cupped her ass and squeezed lightly. She rolled her hips, causing me to groan.

"Haven't ever been able to resist you, Carlos," she moaned, sitting up. She kissed me, starting to roll her hips against mine. I groaned grabbing her hips as I hardened inside of her. She gave me a sexy smile and kiss.

"My turn to ride you, Husband." She purred, clenching around me. I growled.

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I laid, sprawled across the bed, waiting for Steph to come out of the bathroom after she ran in there with her bag saying she had a present for me. The bathroom door opened, and Steph sauntered out.

A black silk robe covered her body, but only down to the bottom of her ass. I raised an eyebrow taking her in. Long legs left uncovered, leading down to a set of black FMPs.

"Babe," I groaned.

She smiled. "You need to unwrap your present," she purred, crawling onto the bed and settling on her knees between my legs. I sat up, my hands finding the loose knot. I pulled it lose and pushed it open. My eyes roamed over her.

A thin chain connected her nipple piercings to her belly button piercing. Jewels hung off of it, settling against her skin along with the chains, looking like a chandelier. I pushed the robe the rest of the way off, my hands roaming over her body.

"God, you're gorgeous Babe," I told her. She smiled, her eyes hooded, pupils blown, and eyes full of lust.

I tugged gently on the chain and Steph arched, moaning softly. "We're going to have fun with this," I grinned. She laughed softly.

"Yes we are," She purred.

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I was pretty sure Steph had worn me out. I stood with my head hung in the shower and my hand against the wall as the water pounded against the muscles of my shoulders and back. I was sore as hell, putting Steph in so many positions and making sure she didn't pull something and trying to keep us both up.

I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist after drying. Steph smiled at me when I entered I stepped out of the bedroom bathroom. Steph smiled at me. She stood next to the bed, wearing my shirt. Candles were lit and a bottle of massage oil sat next to the bed.

"Lay down," she told me.

I smiled softly. "Babe."

"Let me spoil my husband." She grinned. I chuckled, dropping the towel and sprawling across the king size bed. She straddled my ass, grabbing the oil and dripping it into her hands before they found my skin.

I moaned as she started at the small of my back, finding the stubborn knots and tense muscles. Rubbing them and pushing the knots out, I couldn't hold back the sounds I was making. She slowly worked up my back, spending the most time at my shoulders. "You carry all of your tension in your shoulders," she whispered in my ear.

I released a moan in response. I should be embarrassed by the sounds I was making but I couldn't make myself be. Once she was finished, she rolled me, boneless onto my back and curled into my side. "Tomorrow we need to break in the pool," I told her. She smiled, pressing a kiss to my skin.

"Sounds like a wonderful idea." She grinned.

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Today was Christmas. Yes, Steph and I had decided to marry in December, a week before Christmas. Today marked the beginning of the second week of our honeymoon.

Steph laid sprawled in the bed as I got her present from my bag. We had agreed since we would be honeymooning to only get each other one present. Well, the rest of hers were at home waiting on her, but this one I couldn't wait to give her.

I slid into bed next to her, waking her up gently. She muttered my name as she opened her eyes, a smile gracing her face. "Merry Christmas," I told her. She sat up, leaning against me. She opened the box and raised an eyebrow.

"You got me two watches?"

"No," I grinned. I picked the two of them up, both had already been synced. I wrapped one around her wrist, the dark blue, and the other black around mine.

"They're called Bond touch. When we're apart from each other, we can send each other touches." I explained. I strapped mine on and touched the screen, drawing a line, causing hers to vibrated softly against her skin. "That way we can still be together even when we're apart."

She smiled, and her eyes had tears pooling in them. "That's so damn sweet." She grinned. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me.

She reached into the drawer of her nightstand, pulling out a present. She bit her lip and I smiled at her. She handed it to me. I opened the box, inside was a plaque, it looked like a Spotify music album display. Taking it out of the box, I realized it was a picture of us, the song inscribed below was Who I Am With You by Chris Young. The picture was one taken of us laying on the couch together, Steph and I were grinning madly at each other, nose to nose, eyes full of love.

I realized it had a plug. "Plug it in," Steph said. I leaned over, setting it on the nightstand and plugged it in. It lit up, like a nightlight. I smiled softly, pulling Steph into my lap.

"I love it," I told her. She smiled.

"It's not corny?"

"No." I shook my head with a smile. She kissed me again and snuggled into my chest. Her finger stroked over the top of the watch, sending a vibration into my arm. I smiled, running my finger over her arm.

Later that day Steph was in the pool, floating naked. I grinned, setting down our glasses and walked down the steps of the pool. I pulled her into me and she wrapped her arms and legs around me.

"I never want to leave, Carlos."

"My arms or this villa?"

"Your arms, this villa, both." She purred. I grinned and nuzzled her neck, pushing her back against the edge of the pool.

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I thrust into Steph, she let out a moan, pushing her ass back against me. "Carlos," she moaned. My hands grabbed her hips and I thrust deeper into her.

"Dios!" I growled, as she dropped her chest to the bed, letting me go deeper. It was the last day of our honeymoon and I was planning to take full advantage of it.

My phone rang, and I ignored it. Steph reached back and grabbed me pulling me deeper. The phone started ringing again. "Motherfucker!" she growled, a rare use of the word from her. "Answer the damn phone."

I growled grabbing it off the counter. I held Steph where she was at. "What?" I growled answering.

"Look man, I hate to call you like this. A bunch of shit has been going down with Rachel while you've been gone. Today she was in a wreck. She's in labor."

"What?" I growled. I pulled out of Steph, and she rolled, sitting up in front of me."We'll catch the next flight," I told him. I hung up and Steph walked to her bag.

"Babe, I'm sorry..."

"Carlos, let's get this taken care of. All that matters right now is the baby," she said. I nodded, finding my pants.

Dialogue Credit to Heather for the scene with the pink golf cart. I couldn't let go of the idea of ranger in a pink gold cart...